Himno del Valle de Lecrín en inglés

 

Anthem of the Valley of Lecrín

(Verse 1)

When the sun kisses mountain skies,

And the breeze carries ancient song,

The Valley whispers all its names,

A heritage where hearts belong.

Its villages keep living stories,

Beating deep inside our soul,

Old canals and fields of glory,

Golden lands where dreams still grow.

(Chorus)

Among olive trees and orange bloom,

I come back home, my love, to you.

Land of hope and endless light,

Where the soul keeps moving on.

(Verse 2)

In Murchas, faith walks through the streets,

The Virgin shines in sacred grace,

And Talará, with Pure Devotion,

Crowns its past in time and place.

In Melegís, the old elm stands,

Watching seasons rise and fall,

And in Chite, Innocents’ days

Fill December with their call.

(Chorus)

Among olive trees and orange bloom,

I come back home, my love, to you.

Land of hope and endless light,

Where the soul keeps moving on.

(Verse 3)

Saleres sings along its lanes,

Soft fountains whisper peace,

Acequias dances every January,

Saint Anthony walks the streets.

Laughing voices, open hearts,

Songs that never fade away,

Ízbor river finds its voice,

Still singing night and day.

And Tablate holds its memories,

Centuries of fire and pain,

Written deep in stone and silence,

Echoes time cannot erase.

(Chorus)

Among olive trees and orange bloom,

I come back home, my love, to you.

Land of hope and endless light,

Where the soul keeps moving on.

(Verse 4)

Béznar honors Saint Anthony,

With musketeers marching proud,

Nigüelas burns its fox in flames,

September cheers rise loud.

Pinos del Valle blooms with joy,

San Roque fills the night with sound,

And Restábal with Saint Anne

Keeps its faithful light around.

(Chorus)

Among olive trees and orange bloom,

I come back home, my love, to you.

Land of hope and endless light,

Where the soul keeps moving on.

(Verse 5)

Albuñuelas, three old quarters,

Full of roots and memory,

Ancient washhouses and flowers

Blooming in simplicity.

In Cozvíjar, carts and colors

Praise Saint Isidro’s name,

And in Cónchar, winter’s wine

Warms the heart like gentle flame.

(Chorus)

Among olive trees and orange bloom,

I come back home, my love, to you.

Land of hope and endless light,

Where the soul keeps moving on.

(Verse 6)

El Padul with its silent lagoon,

A landscape rare and true,

Legends written in wetlands,

Nature’s hidden jewel.

Dúrcal sings with bridges and feasts,

With music in its veins,

And Mondújar guards the essence

Of a past that still remains.

(Chorus)

Among olive trees and orange bloom,

I come back home, my love, to you.

Land of hope and endless light,

Where the soul keeps moving on.

(Coda)

Though my life may roam afar,

My soul stayed here somehow,

Among canals, rivers, and soft winds,

Where time still knows me now.

The Valley is my homeland,

My shelter and my truth,

And every step I take away,

I carry you inside my heart.

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